Kitra's eyes snapped open. A roar was still ringing in her ears and she couldn't quite comprehend her surroundings. She reacted instinctively to the threat from the vision brought on by the consumption of the substance in the goblet, lashing out at one of the figures above her.

She caught Alistair square in the jaw with her punch, sending the startled Warden sprawling backwards. He made an attempt to defend himself while not hurting Kitra, but found himself quickly overpowered and flat on his back with an angry Kitra still caught in the throes of her vision standing on her knees above him.

Just as she started to reach for her hunting knife, she found herself pulled up and off of Alistair before being shoved roughly into the altar. The pain served to pull her back into her senses; the subsequent slap to the face from Duncan was unnecessary and merely annoyed her.

"What in the name of the Maker was that?" Alistair picked himself up off of the ground, rubbing his jaw where Kitra's punch had landed.

"A nightmare," rasped Kitra. At the sound of her own voice, she looked momentarily surprised.

"You were screaming from the moment you woke up until Duncan threw you into the table," supplied Alistair at Kitra's expression. His tone and body language implied that he was annoyed with her; perhaps he expected an apology.

Kitra was unlikely to give one. Instead, she shook her head as if to clear it of the remnants of her vision before leaning back against the altar and looking to Duncan. It seemed to Kitra as though nothing fazed the man - one recruit had dropped dead right in front of him, he had killed another in cold blood, the third recruit had attacked another Warden while in the throes of a darkspawn blood-induced nightmare, and through it all his composure never faltered.

Duncan briefly explained that Kitra was newly capable of sensing the darkspawn and handed her a trinket on a leather cord.

It was Alistair who explained the trinket, twin metal griffons back-to-back with a goblet set over where their bodies joined. The goblet was made of some sort of crystal or glass set into the iron and filled with a dark red substance reminiscent of what Kitra had drank previously. According to him, the trinket was given to all new Wardens as a memento of the Joining ritual to remember those lost - and the crystal was indeed filled with the concoction from the goblet.

There was no rest for the wicked, it seemed, for Duncan ushered Kitra and Alistair to a meeting with the king where they were tasked with lighting a beacon at the top one of the tower Kitra had admired when she first came to Ostagar only a few days previous.